• Rough Draft: Alice Smith, Preface.



    I hadn’t had the foggiest idea what love was when I met “him”. I used to think love was some sort of fiction storyline. Now that I have actually been through the phase of love, I know it’s not only used to come up with great stories for fairytales. Love is just so magical; these paragraphs could never explain the true meaning until you have really experienced love. You should always feel sparks and tingles when you are around your certain somebody, and never feel like he is not the right one. It took me way too long to find my first love. I least, that’s what I thought. When I met my first love, I was 23, pretty old for me. His name was Michael Shelton. I used to think he was the love of my life until I caught him cheating on me… pretty exciting, huh?